As due by many titles I resign <br />My self to Thee, O God; first I was made <br />By Thee, and for Thee, and when I was decayed <br />Thy blood bought that, the which before was Thine; <br />I am Thy son, made with Thy Self to shine, <br />Thy servant, whose pains Thou hast still repaid, <br />Thy sheep, thine image, and, till I betrayed <br />My self, a temple of Thy Spirit divine; <br />Why doth the devil then usurp on me? <br />Why doth he steal, nay ravish that's thy right? <br />Except thou rise and for thine own work fight, <br />Oh I shall soon despair, when I do see <br />That thou lov'st mankind well, yet wilt not choose me, <br />And Satan hates me, yet is loth to lose me.<br /><br />John Donne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/holy-sonnet-ii-as-due-by-many-titles-i-resign/
